Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Good Home Wanted


Good home wanted for this killer cat. It may look cute (the white one) but shes getting us into trouble with our neighbours. She has now eaten 3 very large fish from Mrs Cooks fish pond in her garden. Shes not a happy bunny. P.S we will pay the postage.

Friday, 26 August 2011

Swimming pool

Just kissed goodbye to the swimming pool. Mr C has just come back from Bangkok and we have found out he doesn't own the land. We only found out because we have a letter to say a surveyor is coming to measure up the land with a view to buying it. But from the rightful owner not a pretend one. I'm so pleased we didn't give him a deposit. Is this man insane or is it us?

Thursday, 18 August 2011

Present


We were given this as a present today. It is a pink duck egg, Thai style. The brown is really the white, its like jelly. Uck. Please no more presents.

Wednesday, 17 August 2011

Life's a beach


Ain't it just. Even cats need sun glasses.

OMG


What is this Farang wearing????? I know we were sat in bar bar but we really did see this.
See the gloves its 90 degs.

Thursday, 4 August 2011

Embarassing or what

A few days ago ourselves and our neighbours we tidying the road with a few pots of flowers/trees etc. Another neighbour came along and told us to take the huge pots from outside his garden. They were full of dead things. For two days well all worked weeding etc, and today Dave and myself went to bring them down. Out comes an irate Thai lady asking us what we thought we were doing. We explained that Mr Cez had given them to us. He has no right she says, they are not his. The moral of this story is "Never trust Chinese men bearing Gifts". The frightening thing is, this is the man we are trying to buy land from. Oh dear I wonder if he owns it.

Wednesday, 3 August 2011

Land

We have a brilliant idea to buy some land next to our house and have a pool put in. Yesterday we saw the man who owns it and decided to ask him in for a drink and discuss it. After 8 beers he was sooooo drunk he had to go home for a lay down. So much for our strategy, no more beer for him until negotiations are over.